Thursday, March 28, 2013

Last night I dreamed I saw a dog sleeping on my couch. At first I thought it was Fry, but as I drew closer, I clearly saw familiar distinctive white "socks" on the lower legs. Could it be? When I leaned over to stroke the soft black fur speckled with flecks of
greying, I saw that beautiful white-striped face look up at me softly,
as if to say "I'm okay Mom; everything is fine".

I don't know what dreams mean, or if they even mean anything, but my heart wants to believe this one is telling me that Spyder's spirit is always with me and that he is indeed Resting in Peace.